Tour in Scotland. Looking for the monster from Loch ness
Even if you do not read the tabloids and firmly believe that there is no monster in Loch ness, it is still worth visiting these shores in Scotland to enjoy the magnificent views of Scotland…
Vacation still seemed to be something ephemeral and distant, when her husband said once at dinner:
We’re going to Scotland.
– In Scotland? It’s somewhere in England, right? I asked, busy thinking about work, life, but not about vacation.
“Scotland is in Scotland, – he said, instructively.
Already when the vacation began and we came from London to Glasgow, I realized that Scotland, by and large, to England has nothing to do. This, by the way, strongly strive to emphasize the majority of Scots who literally boast of their “independence” from the southern neighbor. Once Scotland was indeed a sovereign country until the end of the thirteenth century it was conquered by the English king Edward I. Scots fiercely resisted… however, this is a wonderful film “brave heart” with Mel Gibson in the title role.
In one day I saw two cities – London, where we arrived from Kiev, and Glasgow, where, in fact, began our acquaintance with Scotland. They are so different that I immediately realized the depth of his long-standing error.
One of the most memorable events is a trip to the famous Loch ness, the refuge of the mythical plesiosaur. Of course, the whole tourism industry around the lake is based on Nessie, in the village of Drumnadrochit there is even a Museum monster. But I really liked the lake itself. While I was admiring the lake, my husband bought a souvenir in the form of plesiosauria sweetly and gave me, saying “to case” a joke.
Scotsman fishing on a boat in Loch ness. Suddenly his boat is attacked by the same monster, throws it along with the boat up, opens his mouth, and Scot falling straight into that mouth, starts to yell:
“Oh, God, save me!!!
And then he flies on some complex, inexplicable trajectory past the mouth and is at the shore unharmed. Even his boat was undamaged.
Here comes a voice from the sky:
“You didn’t believe in me two minutes ago, did you?”
“I didn’t believe in the Loch ness monster two minutes ago!”
Scotland is divided into two parts – mountain (highlands) and plain (Lowlands). We mostly traveled around the Highlands. I must say: highlanders-highlanders met a lot, but Macleod was not among them. Men in “skirts”-kilts met a lot, although most of them were dressed so clearly for tourists. The bagpipe was heard only once, and I would not say that I really liked the sounds extracted from this instrument. But I liked the dinner in the real castle very much. My husband by that time already looked like a real Scot: full (big) kilt colors Bruce clan, gaiters, even shoes bought.
And the next day we went on a falconry. It was an exciting sight! Husband it is so captured that he is now at home looking for where to repeat an unforgettable experience.
Still very impressed by the gorge of Glencoe, which is connected with a tragic Chapter in Scottish history: 16 Feb 1692, the year the British squad have carved almost at the root of the clan of the MacDonalds, under the leadership of Rob Roy, who refused to swear allegiance to king William III. The holiday flew by like a wonderful fairy tale. Ahead of new year holidays, you want to spend time farther South, but next summer… Can we go back? The husband is busily walking around the house in his kilt and says that he is also very attracted to the green hills of Ireland.